There is a girl named Xia Tong

Chapter 69

The following days have been very ordinary, I thought I would not adapt, but I obviously underestimated myself.After Xu Fan and Xia Tong left, the rest of us seldom get together again.No time, perhaps, no mood.

Zichen started to get busy with his family's business; Ouyang stayed in the office or in front of the computer to write and draw all day long, with endless designs and endless sketches. I knew he just wanted to keep himself busy and busy ; while I was studying, I occasionally practiced in this company or that company.

I moved to the house rented by Ouyang on the grounds that it was close to the school. There were three bedrooms and two living rooms. There was plenty of space, so he didn't refuse.Although he was always very busy, the house was tidy and tidy, unlike ordinary single men's rooms, which were messy.

He has always been a neat and clean person.

Ouyang seldom goes back to his home in the suburbs, even less to the farm. I think he doesn't want to see anything or remember something.It's just that he has never forgotten it at all, so why should he be afraid of being reminded!
Once passing by the bookstore where Xia Tong used to work, I went in to have a look.In fact, I had forgotten about that bookstore, but it has remained the same, with the same style and layout as before.When I see it, it reminds me of the past.

After Xia Tong left, Duan Ze became the store manager, alone.

He didn't hire other helpers, and took care of all the affairs of the bookstore by himself.

To my surprise, he still remembered me.He smiled brightly, "Why don't you remember? You are Xia Tong's best friend!"

best friend!

My heart seemed to be hit hard suddenly, and my usual calmness and indifference almost collapsed instantly.So he quickly changed the topic and asked, "Why don't you ask for a helper? So busy?"

Duan Ze didn't explain, just smiled.There was a touch of loneliness in the bright smile. After these years, he seemed to have changed a lot, and he was no longer the big grinning boy back then.

Is he waiting for Xia Tong to come back?

Before leaving, I saw a photo album made by Xu Fan, so I bought it, but he insisted on giving it to me.He said that if Xia Tong was here, he would definitely do the same.

My eyes suddenly became swollen and astringent, so I hurriedly fled the bookstore with my photo album.

That night, when Ouyang passed the living room, he accidentally saw the photo album. The lights in the living room were not turned on at the time, but the bright moonlight was enough for him to see the photographer's name clearly.

For so long, he has never contacted her, not even an email or a text message.

But it was not until a long time later that I found out that Xia Tong sent a letter to Ouyang.Once I went to Ouyang's study to look for paper boxes, but found a stack of letters in a paper box.The recipient is Ouyang Hao, but there is no sender, but I am familiar with that delicate handwriting.From Xiatong's departure to then, almost every week.It's just that the envelopes are all empty, but to Ouyang, whether there is any content inside is the same.

He stared blankly at the album, lost in thought. I don't know if he was missing that person, or the people around that person, or both.

On that moonlit night, the handsome Ouyang Hao was full of sadness.

By the way, Xu Fan became a photographer, and since he left, he has been traveling all over the world.Because of the novel angle and unique insights, it is very popular with the public.From Xiatong’s occasional emails, I learned that they have been to many places: the snow-capped Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, the Gobi desert, the virgin forest, the rugged hills, the quiet coastal city, and the gentle Jiangnan small town. Towns, noisy and prosperous cities, melodious mountains and countryside...

Xia Tong never called us.

She also never revealed how she was doing or asked how we were doing.It's just a few simple words and sentences saying where and what month and day, plus a few wonderful photos.

However, in those photos, there are mountains, water, snow, flowers, trees, grass, the sun, the moon, stars, the sea, fields, camels, yellow sand, children, old people, men, women, traffic, crowds, day and night , but there is no Xu Fan and Xia Tong.

And my email to her was the exact opposite.I will introduce Zichen's situation, my situation, and Ouyang's situation in detail.One day Zichen negotiated another deal, some day the two of them went racing, some day Ouyang came back late, some day Ouyang stayed up all night, someday...

I learned to cook.He cooks for Ouyang every day, although he has never commented on it, good or bad, he just sits at the dinner table and eats quietly, rarely talking.

Ouyang has become much more reticent.Most of the time, he stayed in the study and was busy with his work.

Then the conversation between me and him decreased sharply. We never talked about our own happiness and sorrow, and talked about our own difficulties and distress as before.

He seems to be a lot more reserved with me.

My guess about this is that he may have felt my feelings for him, and it was difficult to accept it for a while, so he avoided it.But I firmly believe that one day I will impress him.

But at that time, I was too idealistic and complacent, and forgot Ouyang's principles of doing things.If it was the reason I imagined, Ouyang would not treat me with such a cold, almost hurtful attitude that is only used to treat outsiders.

I didn't realize that, in those monochromatic miniatures, my lonely future was already doomed.

I just kept living in the fairy tales I wove, until one day, I opened my mailbox as usual and received an email from Xia Tong.Different from the past, this time, there are no pictures, only a few simple words.It's not the year, month, or day, but the only time she wrote words with her heartfelt feelings in this long time.

But I sat in front of the computer like a blow to the head, unable to believe my eyes for a long time.

Ouyang came back very late as usual, and then got into the study.

I stood in the dark living room, looking at the soft white light under the study door for a long time.

I said to myself, Liang Xiaomu, this is your last chance.So, I walked over slowly, and finally knocked on the door.

"come in!"

Ouyang came out with a tired voice.

I pushed open the door and stood at the door, looking at Ouyang sadly.

He looked at me and asked, "What's the matter?"

I said briefly, "Tongtong sent an email again."

Although I told Chang about the emails Xia Tong sent me before, he also felt a little different this time.

I tried to calm myself down, "Tongtong said, she may not come back again."

I seem to hear his pen smack down on the table.

But I turned away right away because I didn't want to see his obvious sadness.

He has always been looking forward to it!

I sat in front of the computer and looked at the words quietly: "I really want to see Brother Ouyang!" In the permanent deletion dialog box, I clicked "Yes".

Two years passed without knowing it.

I successfully graduated from graduate school and found a satisfying job.

At the end of the interview day, I happily walked home.The sky was so blue and the wind so warm, I couldn't help laughing.During the days when I was preparing for the graduate thesis and the interview, Ouyang actually stopped his work and came to help me find materials and information day and night.

Sometimes when I look up and see his firm face in front of the computer screen, I feel warm in my heart.

My hard work is finally starting to pay off.

He will slowly accept me.My life is about to start anew.

When the elevator was going up from floor to floor, I was thinking about how to prepare a sumptuous dinner and how to give Ouyang a big surprise.

I stood in front of the door and hurriedly took out the key.At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

I didn't expect Ouyang to go home at this time.I was just about to tell him my good news, but I was overwhelmed by the rare childish smile on his face.

what happened?

Ouyang's eyes were as clean as the sky, and he said, "Tongtong is back!"

I don't know how I walked in. When changing shoes, I kept imagining the scene when I saw Xia Tong and what my expression would be.Can I laugh it off?
But when he walked into the living room, he didn't find Xia Tong's shadow.

I looked at Ouyang suspiciously.

He said softly, "She just came back, she's too tired, she's sleeping."

He lowered his voice so naturally.Makes me feel like a knife.

I walked numbly to the bedroom and opened the door, but the bed was empty.I just realized that Xia Tong was sleeping in Ouyang's room.

I sat blankly on the sofa in the living room, my mind blank.For two years, I have never entered Ouyang's bedroom, and the person who shattered all my dreams is now sleeping on his bed, painting his own beautiful dreams.

I don't know how long I sat there, suddenly, a panic and shrill call came from Ouyang's room.

"Brother Ouyang!"

The sound of bare feet sticking to the ground, the sound of the door being pulled open suddenly, Xia Tong in white pajamas stood barefoot in front of me, with undisguised horror on his slightly tired face.

She is having nightmares!
Maybe that's how she came here in the past two years, maybe she didn't live very well...

But I quickly interrupted this thought.Because, how am I doing, am I doing well?And just when my life turned around, she suddenly came back and strangled my last hope.

Xia Tong saw me, and his face gradually returned to calm.She went to sit on the sofa across from me.

I said lightly, "Ouyang went to buy... fruit." I wanted to say that I went to buy pears, but I didn't have the courage to say it.I am afraid that I will suddenly collapse.

Xia Tong also gave a faint "oh".

I just looked at her carefully.She sat in front of me with her eyes downcast, with her back against the light. Her complexion was a little darker than before, and she was also a little thinner.It is estimated that it is the reason for running around for so long.But it's undeniable that she looks more gritty than before.

The light filtered through her baggy nightgown, casting a dark shadow.

She raised her eyes suddenly and stared straight at me.

I didn't want her to feel that I was watching her all the time, so I said, "Are you back?" The sharpness and coldness of the tone made me jump.But she had no special reaction.In fact, what I mean by asking this sentence is not the fact but the reason, and I know she understands.

She looked at me and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Because brother Ouyang is unhappy...you can't bring him happiness."

I was at a loss for words for a while, and suddenly there was an unknown fire in my heart.From this point of view, she felt pity for me, so she created an opportunity for me, but I didn't have the ability, so she took back this privilege.

I tried my best to suppress my anger and said, "You write letters to Ouyang every week. Since you are so reluctant, why did you leave again?"

Xia Tong replied calmly, "I didn't write it."

I focused on the second half of the sentence, but she ignored it completely and played word games with me on the first half of the sentence.It made me unable to control myself anymore.

I said coldly, "At the beginning you were the one who was reluctant to let Xu Fan go with him, so what's the point of running back halfway now?"

"Because you're not Liang Xiaomu!" She kept a calm look, as if the coldness and anger in my tone had no effect on her at all.

I didn't understand what she was talking about, and I also hated her pretending to be calm and arrogant, so I condemned even more severely, "You have always been like this, vain, and don't care about other people's feelings. Being liked by them at the same time makes you very proud, right? !"

A flash of shock flashed in Xia Tong's eyes, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant.She returned to the calm and calm look before.

Her reaction made me even more angry and resentful, but I couldn't vent it.I was thinking about how to tear off her hypocritical mask, but she suddenly stood up and said lightly, "I want to sleep."

Looking at the back of her slowly walking back to the bedroom, I was surrounded by deep frustration.She has always been a winner, and one of her actions, such as coming back this time, can easily shatter the life I have worked so hard to maintain for so long.And I can't do anything.

(End of this chapter)